Chapter XII: Division
"He's coming to," spoke a female voice softly. Anakin slowly opened his eyes after hearing it and shut them rather abruptly from the bright light. He had not remembered where he was or how he got here, the last thing he remembered was the Nubian fighter rising, seeing the bomb, and then unconsciousness taking over. "How long have I been out?" he asked softly, his voice no higher than a whisper. "About three days. And you are lucky to even be alive Young Jedi," spoke a familiar voice. It was Obi-Wan. "But nevertheless, Luminara and myself are ecstatic to see you alive." "And what of Raza?" he asked, slowly bringing himself halfway up, however, that idea was dampened when Luminara held him down with a soft touch. "Is he ok?" "He is fine Young Jedi, he is still resting. He is extremely tired and weak," responded Luminara. When his eyes had finally adjusted to the light, he looked up to see that he was in the Alderaanian hospital, and Raza was asleep to his left. "How in the nine Corellian Hells did we survive? Not that I am complaining or anything." "Good question my Young Jedi," started Obi-Wan, flashing a surprisingly warm smile to his former Apprentice. "But I am afraid you will have to ask your savior." He indicated over towards Raza with a nod of his head. "For when we heard the explosion, we came to the area as fast as possible, and found both of you virtually unharmed, minus a light concussion and other knicks and bruises, just outside the Hanger. You definitely are very lucky you are alive Anakin." "Come Obi-Wan, let them rest. We can discuss this when Raza wakes up," Luminara suggested, already rising from the bedside. "Do not bother my friend," spoke a tired voice, and all looked in total shock to see Raza's eyes opened and gazing at the group. "I am awake, let us discuss whatever need be discussed now." "But Raza, you need your rest," urged Luminara. "Oh you are too kind Luminara, but I assure you I am fine. Now, what do we do next? Aurra Sing has gotten away, and we have no means of tracking her." "I beg to differ," said Anakin with a rather large grin on his face.
"Why do you say that Anakin?" asked Obi-Wan. "Because, just before the explosion, I placed a little tracker on Aurra's ship. Finding her will be no problem." "Very well done Anakin!" exclaimed Obi-Wan. His face holding genuine pride and a little bit of surprise. He had definitely taught Anakin well, and to his even greater surprise, Anakin had actually picked up a few of Obi-Wan's tricks. "Well that certainly does make things a little easier Anakin," began Raza, his vanity taking the better of him as he tied up his silver-blue hair as to not look too unorganized. "But she has three days on us, and a lot can happen in that amount of time. We should go after her. There was more to her being here than just a pitiful assassination attempt. Something isn't making sense, and something is amiss. I am sure of it. I can feel it." "I feel it too Raza, we all do," started Obi-Wan. "But we have tried going after her before by ourselves, and it has gotten us no where. Besides a dead body guard, and you two in the hospital. Maybe we should just let the Council deal with it." "Master Kenobi! I am appalled at your statement!" exclaimed Raza with a mock hurt look on his face. "Giving up already? All because of a few setbacks? Please!" he shook his head in mock-shame. "And if we were to wait for the Council to first agree on what to do, and then wait even longer for them to dispatch a team, which in all honesty would be us seeing we have had the most experience so far, it would be too late." "Then what do you propose we do Jedi Dactari?" replied Obi-Wan with the same tone of sarcasm in his voice as being given by the Alien Jedi. "We simply follow her to wherever she is going, we being Anakin and myself. She does not know about you or Luminara, so I think we should use that to our benefit." "What shall we do then?" asked Luminara, a little bit of annoyance in her voice. "You two shall go to Rodia. And see what exactly Senator Farr's aide was really doing, and what was going on the night he was murdered. Aurra killed him just after getting something from him. Maybe you two can find out what happened and what he gave her." "But what of the Diplomats?" asked Anakin. "The Ceremony is over Anakin," started Luminara, her deep ocean eyes locking with Anakin's bright blue. "You both were unconscious through it." She gave a little wink. "Oh," he flushed breaking away eye contact. "Then I agree with Raza. We should divide and who knows, maybe we'll end up meeting at the same place." "I suppose I or Luminara have no real say in the matter?" "None whatsoever Master Kenobi," Raza gave an impish grin, and Obi- Wan could not help but feel decades younger than Raza, even though he looked so much older, and was, (or so he thought) older than Raza. "Then it is decided," Raza said, bringing himself out of bed, his modesty taking the better of him as he grabbed a cloak hanging on the wall to conceal his body. Which was only covered in a loincloth of some sorts. Alderaanians loved beauty, and thought that the body, in any form was beautiful. Too bad, living on Coruscant teaches sentients the value of their own modesty. "Anakin, we are leaving in three standard hours so be ready and dressed," he gave a wink which only Anakin saw at that last comment, seeing that Anakin was dressed in pretty much the same thing Raza was. "And I will meet you in the Royal Hanger." Turning towards Luminara and Obi-Wan he gave a slight bow and nod before speaking and said, "You two can leave whenever you wish. But I have a feeling we will be meeting again soon. May the Force be with you both." He bowed. "And you too Raza," replied Luminara with sympathy. With nothing more said, the alien Jedi Knight strolled out of the hospital room and headed off to do his own private vendetta before the mission began.
"He's coming to," spoke a female voice softly. Anakin slowly opened his eyes after hearing it and shut them rather abruptly from the bright light. He had not remembered where he was or how he got here, the last thing he remembered was the Nubian fighter rising, seeing the bomb, and then unconsciousness taking over. "How long have I been out?" he asked softly, his voice no higher than a whisper. "About three days. And you are lucky to even be alive Young Jedi," spoke a familiar voice. It was Obi-Wan. "But nevertheless, Luminara and myself are ecstatic to see you alive." "And what of Raza?" he asked, slowly bringing himself halfway up, however, that idea was dampened when Luminara held him down with a soft touch. "Is he ok?" "He is fine Young Jedi, he is still resting. He is extremely tired and weak," responded Luminara. When his eyes had finally adjusted to the light, he looked up to see that he was in the Alderaanian hospital, and Raza was asleep to his left. "How in the nine Corellian Hells did we survive? Not that I am complaining or anything." "Good question my Young Jedi," started Obi-Wan, flashing a surprisingly warm smile to his former Apprentice. "But I am afraid you will have to ask your savior." He indicated over towards Raza with a nod of his head. "For when we heard the explosion, we came to the area as fast as possible, and found both of you virtually unharmed, minus a light concussion and other knicks and bruises, just outside the Hanger. You definitely are very lucky you are alive Anakin." "Come Obi-Wan, let them rest. We can discuss this when Raza wakes up," Luminara suggested, already rising from the bedside. "Do not bother my friend," spoke a tired voice, and all looked in total shock to see Raza's eyes opened and gazing at the group. "I am awake, let us discuss whatever need be discussed now." "But Raza, you need your rest," urged Luminara. "Oh you are too kind Luminara, but I assure you I am fine. Now, what do we do next? Aurra Sing has gotten away, and we have no means of tracking her." "I beg to differ," said Anakin with a rather large grin on his face.
"Why do you say that Anakin?" asked Obi-Wan. "Because, just before the explosion, I placed a little tracker on Aurra's ship. Finding her will be no problem." "Very well done Anakin!" exclaimed Obi-Wan. His face holding genuine pride and a little bit of surprise. He had definitely taught Anakin well, and to his even greater surprise, Anakin had actually picked up a few of Obi-Wan's tricks. "Well that certainly does make things a little easier Anakin," began Raza, his vanity taking the better of him as he tied up his silver-blue hair as to not look too unorganized. "But she has three days on us, and a lot can happen in that amount of time. We should go after her. There was more to her being here than just a pitiful assassination attempt. Something isn't making sense, and something is amiss. I am sure of it. I can feel it." "I feel it too Raza, we all do," started Obi-Wan. "But we have tried going after her before by ourselves, and it has gotten us no where. Besides a dead body guard, and you two in the hospital. Maybe we should just let the Council deal with it." "Master Kenobi! I am appalled at your statement!" exclaimed Raza with a mock hurt look on his face. "Giving up already? All because of a few setbacks? Please!" he shook his head in mock-shame. "And if we were to wait for the Council to first agree on what to do, and then wait even longer for them to dispatch a team, which in all honesty would be us seeing we have had the most experience so far, it would be too late." "Then what do you propose we do Jedi Dactari?" replied Obi-Wan with the same tone of sarcasm in his voice as being given by the Alien Jedi. "We simply follow her to wherever she is going, we being Anakin and myself. She does not know about you or Luminara, so I think we should use that to our benefit." "What shall we do then?" asked Luminara, a little bit of annoyance in her voice. "You two shall go to Rodia. And see what exactly Senator Farr's aide was really doing, and what was going on the night he was murdered. Aurra killed him just after getting something from him. Maybe you two can find out what happened and what he gave her." "But what of the Diplomats?" asked Anakin. "The Ceremony is over Anakin," started Luminara, her deep ocean eyes locking with Anakin's bright blue. "You both were unconscious through it." She gave a little wink. "Oh," he flushed breaking away eye contact. "Then I agree with Raza. We should divide and who knows, maybe we'll end up meeting at the same place." "I suppose I or Luminara have no real say in the matter?" "None whatsoever Master Kenobi," Raza gave an impish grin, and Obi- Wan could not help but feel decades younger than Raza, even though he looked so much older, and was, (or so he thought) older than Raza. "Then it is decided," Raza said, bringing himself out of bed, his modesty taking the better of him as he grabbed a cloak hanging on the wall to conceal his body. Which was only covered in a loincloth of some sorts. Alderaanians loved beauty, and thought that the body, in any form was beautiful. Too bad, living on Coruscant teaches sentients the value of their own modesty. "Anakin, we are leaving in three standard hours so be ready and dressed," he gave a wink which only Anakin saw at that last comment, seeing that Anakin was dressed in pretty much the same thing Raza was. "And I will meet you in the Royal Hanger." Turning towards Luminara and Obi-Wan he gave a slight bow and nod before speaking and said, "You two can leave whenever you wish. But I have a feeling we will be meeting again soon. May the Force be with you both." He bowed. "And you too Raza," replied Luminara with sympathy. With nothing more said, the alien Jedi Knight strolled out of the hospital room and headed off to do his own private vendetta before the mission began.